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Thirteen Jason Skellington - 19 years old, son, brother, friend, pumpkin prince.

[unluckythirteen]

shxthecds:

flames engulfed nicholai’s bare arms, pitch black eyes glued to his target. despite his appearance, the vk was scarily calm. his tone was even, head tilting to the side while he studied the person in front of him. “you want me to leave you alone? you better have something good to offer me, or that’s not going to happen.” he informed them before extending a hand, eyes narrowing slightly. “what the hell are you waiting for? —- hand over the watch.” he demanded.

Normally, Thirteen prided himself on maintaining the same level of trust with VKs as he did with fellow AKs. On the other hand, everything about this situation just screamed he’d made the wrong decision. While his mind seemed to continue calculating all the risks that would come with standing his ground, his heart had already made the final decision. A steely sort of determination entered his green eyes as he responded, “I honestly don’t know what you’re talking about.”

[unluckythirteen]

bcdkvds:

🕸 Seven didn’t typically go outside unless it was for a date or class, but he felt like changing it up for the day. It was nice out anyways, so he figured why not go out for an hour or two. Upon hearing his name, Seven turned around. A smile made its way to his face. “Thirteen!” Seven walked over to his brother. “Yes, I will save you from your boredom.”

A smile graced his features as Thirteen sat up on the blanket, gathering up the sketchbooks in order to place them in his backpack. After all, in his opinion, there was no better cure for artist’s block than spending time with loved ones. Plus, it generally felt like a lifetime had passed since he’d seen any member of the Skellington family. “Thank you very much. You’re a true hero,” Thirteen responded, tone bright. 

[unluckythirteen]

@bcdkvds

Thirteen normally didn’t lay on a picnic blanket under a tree with multiple sketchbooks laying in front of him, but apparently the Pumpkin Prince had felt like shaking up his daily routine. However, the only idea that was coming to mind was to draw a comic about how odd adult life could be. The 19 year old sighed as he instead directed his attention to watching the passersby when someone entered his line of vision. Someone he felt like he hadn’t seen in forever. “Seven! C’mere and please save me from boredom,” Thirteen called out in lieu of a greeting.

[unluckythirteen]

It is legit one in the morning my time as I’m typing this and after this is posted and I do Ryker’s replies, I’m going to head to bed. However, I wanted to get this out there. I’m hopefully going to make an activity comeback this week, provided the universe doesn’t toss out anymore surprises. So, without further ado, let’s make this an official starter/plotting call!

Each of my guys get unlimited plots, but only four starters, so come grab them while they’re hot off the presses!

Thirteen Skellington: (1/4 starters) Jax Rabbit: (0/4 starters) Ryker Angeles: (1/4 starters)

[danger]

Studio Killers - jenny 

[legendvryheroes-a]

@unluckythirteen

[unluckythirteen]

bcdkvds:

💎 That was such a relief to hear. Travis had been–still was–so scared that something would change. The Tremaine boy have a small smile. “Thank you,” he whispered. He had convinced himself that everything would change once he graduated since there was nowhere for him to go after high school and maybe Thirteen would realize that having Travis at a best friend was awful and only going to damage his reputation as ‘the pumpkin prince’.

Thirteen gave a small smile of his own along with a nod. After all, Travis was one of the best friends he’d ever had. How in the whole wide world could he not want to continue the friendship? Even though he often times worried about what people had to say, it was more out of concern that the naysayers would manage to drive Travis away some day in the distant future. “Anytime. After all, you and me against the world, am I right?” he inquired with a raised eyebrow, tone lighthearted with just a hint of a deeper meaning, the closest he’d ever get to being vulnerable with a loved one.

[iinmyheads]

THE SKELLINGTONS

Boys and girls of every age,

wouldn’t you like to see something s t r a n g e?

Come with US and you will see!

This, our town of H A L L O W E E N!

@zerothepup @unluckythirteen @bcdkvds

( a huge thank you to julia, and her amazing photoshop skills, for making this! )

[unluckythirteen]

Guess who’s around for a little bit today? Honestly, words can’t even measure the amount of apologies that I have for you rockstars, but just know that I love you all and have missed interacting with you due to having a hectic life. However, I’ve got some free time today and tomorrow, so let’s get the party started!

[unluckythirteen]

bcdkvds:

💎 Travis was grateful that the other had closed the sketchbook. He didn’t want to fight for attention. “Um,” he started, suddenly nervous. “I, uh, oh shit, um… What do I mean to you? Like, a-are we still goi-going to be friends after I graduate–if I graduate.” The Tremaine boy looked down at his lap, laying his forehead on the table. It was a hard question to asl and even harder to answer–unfair to his best, and only, friend.

A million different ideas as to what to say ran through Thirteen’s mind, ranging from sappy to a chuckle of ‘Obviously.’ However, neither of those were perfect enough, especially when it came to Travis. There was no doubt people were surprised the Pumpkin Prince was so openly proud of having a VK as his best friend, but that label never mattered much to him. Travis kept him grounded, put a smile on his face even when it seemed impossible to do so. Then, Thirteen realized he’d left the question unanswered, so he answered with a soft smile, “If it’s alright with you, I definitely still want to be friends. Because honestly, I don’t know what I’d do without you by my side.”

[unluckythirteen]

bcdkvds:

@unluckythirteen​  🖤 for a starter !!

💎 Travis didn’t now why, but he really liked having Thirteen as a friend. Even if he didn’t know why, or even how it came to be, he loved his good friend Trigonometry. So it saddened him to think that maybe they wouldn’t get to hang out that much when Travis went to college if he did end up going. “Trig!” he yelled when he spotted the other. “Can we talk?”

The familiar nickname caught his attention and Thirteen smiled softly as he turned then spotted Travis. Of all the friends he’d had over the years, the Tremaine male held the spot of partner in crime. To put it quite simply, the Pumpkin Prince wouldn’t have it any other way, because there was something about the elementary joys of having a best friend that just immediately put a smile on his face. “Hey, Travis and sure, take a seat,” he responded while his sketchbook was quickly closed.

[unluckythirteen]

What’s the word, hummingbirds? Queenie here, I’m 16 and I live in the EST timezone. Alright, first intro out of three, let’s get the party rocking and rolling! Everything you need to know about Thirteen Jason Skellington is under the cut!

Where do I even start? Honestly, I don’t even know how to explain how this guy came to be, ‘cause something tells me that would make zero sense, so let’s just call it HalloweenTown business and move along. (Take him back home, he turns into a skeleton.)

He’s a super sweetheart when he’s around his loved ones. Always full of praise for them, won’t hesitate to pretty much sing like a lark about their best qualities.

However, don’t go thinking his attitude won’t change at the drop of a hat if you decide to insult a Skellington or friend of his. Thirteen is intensely loyal and will fight any type of battle in order to defend someone’s honor.

Moving onto more fast fact territory, this guy can be quite shy when he’s around people that he doesn’t know. This is mostly due to the fact that he is a major workaholic and doesn’t interact too often with people outside of his social circle. He’s trying though, doing his best.

Another fun fact: flirt with him, he will look at you like you’ve lost your marbles and will play the ‘Are you talking to me?’ card. Even if you’re one of his greatest friends who is genuinely interested in him, Thirteen will just look so doggone confused.

Then finally, this guy has recently discovered that he has shadow manipulation. Long story short, he is not a fan of this at all. More about this will be uncovered later on, but let’s just say...if you know any way to help him get rid of/suppress this ability, lend him a helping hand. For now though, just trying to hide it all the best he can.

[unluckythirteen]

radiiostar:

@unluckythirteen

💎 Travis didn’t know what being boyfriends meant. He had only slept around with people and that wasn’t something he could do anymore. Al he knew was how to use people, but that was something that he didn’t want to do with Thirteen. He didn’t want to love him and then leave him on the side of the road, he really wanted to have a working relationship. The Tremaine boy just didn’t know how. “Trig, I’m back,” he said upon walking into their room, nervous as hell.

Thirteen admittedly, was quite nervous himself. Yes, he’d had a few relationships in the past, but they’d been fleeting and just between friends testing that potential middle ground. With Travis though, he wanted things to be different, better. With so many thoughts bouncing around in his mind, it was only a matter of time before the Pumpkin Prince busted out his headphones and turned up the tunes then got started on some new art project. Thankfully, the music was low enough that he heard the door open then close followed by Travis’ voice, which immediately put a smile on his face, as it always did. “Hey, just sketching...some random ideas, I don’t even know what they are anymore,” he greeted.

[unluckythirteen]

radiiostar:

💎 Travis nodded in appreciation, silently thanking the other for not touching him. “Seriously? I can not see you bring a dick.” With that, he laughed. It was good to just joke around with his best friend again. But there was one thought that kept nagging at him–what did this make them? In order to preserve what they had, Travis smiled and took the offered hand, “Yeah. And I expect great things from this.”

Thirteen gave the smallest of shrugs as he laughed, indicating he could be one if the situation called for it or if that’s where his mood was leaning. Giving a soft smile, he took a few moments to sort through the thoughts currently rushing through his mind. Green eyes sparking with hope, whatever courage was left surged into the Pumpkin Prince’s heart. “So, what would you say if I asked about the possibility of us becoming boyfriends?” he inquired.

[unluckythirteen]

radiiostar:

💎 Travis backed away, “Don’t touch me. Please? Personal space issues.” He said with a nervous smile. The Tremaine boy pulled his arms close to himself, wiping his eyes. “Sorry for being such a dick,” he chuckled softly, not even sure if he’d been heard. It was still the Valentine’s ball and he wasn’t sure what would come next.

The words hit his ears and Thirteen instead gave a bow, chuckling lightly at his own antics. Shrugging it off, he thought about admitting something which would hopefully lighten the mood. Clearing his throat just a hint to make sure his voice wouldn’t waver, green eyes locked back on Travis as he straightened up. “Eh, I was debating on being one right back,” the Pumpkin Prince laughed. Glancing around, he held a hand out while adding, “So, how about you let me make good on my promise and we get started on something fantastic?”

[unluckythirteen]

radiiostar:

💎 Promises were something that had almost never been kept around the Tremaine household, so that was something huge to him. “You promise?” His world now hinged on the answer to that one small question. He wanted it to work out, but he was scared. Nothing had ever worked out for him in the past. He had slept around in order to detach himself from the world, but this was something different. Travis shook his head, eyes staying firm on the ground as the other’s words spun around in his head.

Blinking back tears, green eyes rose up from where they’d been cast on the floor following his speech. Wiping away what remained, the Pumpkin Prince nodded as just a small part of his answer. Aiming to wrap the other male in a hug, Thirteen closed his eyes for a moment as he thanked whichever higher power was listening at the current moment, “Yes, I promise with every ounce of my being and all of the love in the world as proof. You and me, together and taking the world by storm,” he answered quietly.

[unluckythirteen]

radiiostar:

💎 “I’m already on a downward spiral. What’s the worst that can happen? I descend farther into madness? That’s where I’m heading anyways,” he said. Travis was sick and tired of having to push people away and the one time he let someone in, he messed everything up. “You tell me not to tell you that it’s a mistake, but it is. I have faith that your family would accept me and that mine would accept you, but I would constantly feel guilty for taking your life away from you. I would be holding you back.” Staring at the shadows as they changed shape i front of his eyes, he wiped his eyes from the few tears that had spilled. “And do you really want to have to deal with the ridicule of being with a villain kid? You’re a prince and I’m not. I don’t get along with half of my own family so how do you think I’d be at the small royal functions that you have to go to as a part of your Pumpkin Prince status. Just imagine it. It would be hell.” The Tremaine boy didn’t want to live without Thirteen by his side, but he was so deep in convincing himself that it was impossible that he didn’t even know if it was possible for it to work out. Travis was just in the bottom of a pit that he had created. A mountain out of a mole hill.

It makes Thirteen’s heart ache to hear everything Travis is saying when he just wants so badly for the other male to believe him. He fights against rolling his eyes, saying anything stupid, or worst of all, making the choice himself. With a wave of his own free hand, the shadows are gone and scampering off, having served their purpose. Making sure they were returning to their previous corners, all attention is back on Travis. “Maybe we’re both heading for eventual disaster, but if we stick together, it won’t happen or at least we’ll have each other. If anyone is being held back here, it’s you. I’m a knucklehead with his head stuck in a storm cloud of worries half, if not most of the time. Then this stupid shadow manipulation makes the cloud even thicker, but with awesome people like you, my family, and other friends then the outlook doesn’t seem so terrible. All in all, I’d rather walk through hell with you rather than without. Besides, who other than my family is going to want me at those royal functions anyway when the scoop on shadows hits the stands? AK, VK, those labels don’t matter much because I just see the most amazing best friend I’ve ever had and the guy I’ve fallen in love with. There’s nobody else I’d dream of rewriting the history books with or just spend a simple, but great lazy day inside with. I’ll ask one more time, please stay by my side and I promise we’ll find a way to solve all of the issues that come up together rather than apart? When have I ever broken a promise that I’ve made to you?”

[unluckythirteen]

radiiostar:

💎 “Why wouldn’t you want a new best friend. I just kissed you. Without warning. And I’m not sure if you know this–but that’s not a thing that I’m supposed to do! I’m supposed to just sit back and be supportive of you. I wasn’t supposed to fall in love with you. But I did and now my life is going to head straight to hell because you want to know something, Thirteen Skellington? Everything up to this point has been my fault. I’m nineteen and still in high school. I’m nineteen and ready to just give up on ever having life be better. I’m a failure. I’ll mess up your picture perfect life.” Travis shook his head at the shadow heart, swiping a hand through it in hopes that it would disappear. “What does that even mean? Share your title? That’s a mistake. You don’t want to have the broken, worthless, Travis Tremaine next to you as your fellow king. Everyone would laugh at you and that’s worse than them laughing at me.” He was just rambling at this point, not knowing when to stop. The night had started perfect with his face lit up and the thoughts of love out of his mind but then he had to ruin it all. He was selfish, that’s what he was. After all–one kiss to have and to hold would be better than none.

Steely determination took over now, yet that didn’t keep a few tears from falling as he listened. Thirteen made the shadows reform, remaining a dark blob just for now. Then, taking one more leap of faith, the hopefully perfect words readied themselves. “What if I’ve fallen in love with you too? And don’t tell me I made a mistake because this is the one time I know I haven’t. You’re not a failure and will never be one in my eyes, I’ll have your back every step of the way as long as you’ve still got mine.” Then, lifting the shadows back to reveal a miniature outline of Travis and himself standing side by side, he added, “I mean I’d give it all up if I couldn’t share it with you someday. I have faith in HalloweenTown to trust my decision, the rest of Auradon will have to learn that too if they’re still working on acceptance by that point in time. If I take the crown, let them laugh, it doesn’t matter to me as long as I’ve got you with me. So, what do you say? Rewrite the rules with me or walk away, leaving us both in the beginning stages of a downward spiral?” Waving a hand, the shadow versions of themselves walked away just a few short steps before another small group of darkness covered them up. “Because if you take the second option, that will happen. We’ll search and search before we eventually settle or just give up completely while knowing full and well that if we’d just stuck together, things would work out in someway or we’d make them work.”